Wayne Glossop
Senior Member
Hi I'm laid in bed feeling very curious as to why we all love the barbel fishing is it the same thing for everyone???
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I'd second that, but also say I consider being down the river real life, the rest is just stuff you have to do to get back to reality.For me it is, without doubt, the violent take and screaming reel that happens just when you think you're going to blank! And on the river I fish (Kennet) that next fish could always be a P.B.
It's also the environment in which they live. The rivers are generally pretty/scenic and full of features. I always feel like I'm a million miles away from real life and all the stresses it brings when I'm by the river.
Then it's back to work to deal with the sh*t![]()
Very much so, Tom. Just another very nice fish, not Holy Cows.
Oh, no doubt they're a lovely, sporting fish (I wouldn't have fished very hard for barbel since the age of ten if they weren't) that live in some very nice places, but we mustn't go "all carp" about them - you know, believing and declaring them to be a species apart, a special exception, demanding death to anything or anybody that dares to munch or in any way inconvenience the lives of its members, become all blinkered and blinded to reason about them...
and for me a quill float dipping and bobbing, fizzing and lifting on a warm still june morning.- They are widespread enough to be viable for most
- They grow large enough to be an impressive sight
- They are a nice looking fish
- They fight very well
- They are easy enough to catch to make them exciting
- They are hard enough to catch to make them engaging
That said, it is easy to get blinkered by the convenient thrill of barbel fishing, even complacent, and forget the interesting aspects of other species. Such as the tracking down of a solitary river carp; what will the next bite be from when live baiting for perch by the bullrushes; the anticipation of a mere flicker on the quivertip in winter intended for roach... (My three obsessions at present)